I won't forget the day that, that I came to
And I started thinking that there's more
than just perfect prom queens and silver spoons.
And all i ever wanted was someone to
Love me back to the bliss of ignorance
cause I feel like running head first into traffic

And so I'm here to say,
that thoughts enbed with pain.

I won't forget the day that, that I found god
In a kitchen knife now, inked on my arm.
So paint the pale white floor with, with my red blood
And now my selfish pain is, the pain I love
As I swallow the pills of happiness
and you watch me fall like New York in an earthquake.

And so I'm here to say,
that thoughts enbed with pain.

I stand outside of my pretty house
I light a match to start the fire
I call the cops to let them know
It's 22 Walthuree Ave.
as I thought I wanted this
I thought I wanted this.

(I'm here to say)
I said I wanted some more attention
I thought I wanted a story ending.
(I love the pain, I hate the pain)
I just give in.

I think that the truth is I'm scared
I think I'm just scared to live
I think that the truth is I'm scared
I think that the truth is I'm everything that I hate.

General Commentwhat an amazing song, i think its the bst of hte cd... the breakdown at the end of the song is quite amazing... too bad they're giving up on the screaming for their new stuff, it really balanced well

General Commentso, since no one has said it yet, ill get this started. i think this song is about him realizing that he was wrong in placing his trust in material things and ditzy cheerleaders, and he can't handle the truth of the realization, so he burns his house down to try and start over. he's just scared to live outside of hte life he's been used to, and hes upset that no one accords him the attn. he thinks he dserves (remnant of the prior lifestyles)